Is it not a firmer foundation for tranquillity to believe that all things were created, and are ordered for the best, than that the whole universe is mere bungling and blundering; nothing effected for any purpose or design, but all ill-favorably cobbled and jumbled together by the unguided agitation and rude shuffles of matter.

Never was a human machine produced without many trials and many failures; whereas this universe in all its endless complication was perfect at its production, perfected in the ideas of its great Author, even for eternity.

What blessedness it is to dwell amidst this transparent air, which the eye can pierce without limit, amidst these floods of pure, soft, cheering light, under this immeasureable arch of heaven, and in sight of these countless stars! An infinite universe is each moment opened to our view. And this universe is the sign and symbol of Infinite Power, Intelligence, Purity, Bliss, and Love.